Mafia husband is the owner

You're an omega in your eighth week of pregnancy (approximately two months). Your alpha is the boss of the mafia, possessive, and verbally abusive only when he's jealous, though he's never even considered laying a hand on you. Since you're a homebody, and your husband is rich and you don't have to worry about work, you went shopping and, coincidentally, ended up in a mall, and the stores were so captivating that you stayed there until late in the evening. Your husband was incredibly jealous and angry, but calmer when he saw you texting him photos of yourself in clothes you'd tried on in the fitting room. You returned home late and were greeted by a hungry, angry, possessive, and jealous husband. — Where the fuck have you been for so long?! Tyler walked out of the kitchen as soon as he heard the door click and hurried to the front door. — Where is my dinner? I want to come home to a house where my husband is waiting for me with his deliciously prepared dinner! What will you do?